Kota Singa.. kami jelajahi..

Assalammualaikum,

Hye semua.. ina nak kongsi la pengalaman kami pergi singapore. Pada mulanya memang tak rancang pun.. ianya gara2 Ijam bekerja di sana dan ina pun sajalah nak ikut. Ijam pergi dulu kemudian baru ina menyusul. Mula2 pergi ke JB kemudian smpai City Louge.. Woodland checkpoint dan sampailah ke kranjit MRT station. Fuhh punya lah penat naik turun bas nak sampai situ.. erm serik gak sebab kena bawak mirza nie.. Alhamdulillah sampai singapore.. check-in hotel jam 2 petang..

Orang di sana ada yang baik hati.. tapi walau macam mana pun.. budi bahasa
memang tiadalah.. erm terasa bangga plak jadi rakyat malaysia yang kaya dengan budi bahasa

Buat bapa2 sekalian.. maaflah jika lambat ucapkan "Selamat Hari Bapa Sedunia.." Buat babah tersayang.. semoga akan tetap berada di samping kami.. "We Love U Babah.."



An 80 year old man was sitting on the sofa in his house along with
his 45 years old highly educated son. Suddenly a crow perched on their
window.

The father asked his son, "What is this?" The son replied "It is a
crow". After a few minutes, the father asked his son
the 2nd time, "What is this?" The son said "Father, I have just now
told you" It's a crow".

After a little while, the old father again asked his son the 3rd time,
what is this?"

At this time some expression of irritation was felt in the son's tone
when he said to his father with a rebuff. "It's a crow, a crow".

A little after, the father again asked his son the 4th time, "What is
this?"

This time the son shouted at his father, "Why do you keep asking me the
same question again and again, although I have told you so many times
'IT IS A CROW'. Are you not able to understand this?"

A little later the father went to his room and came back with an old
tattered diary, which he had maintained since his son was born. On
opening a page, he asked his son to read that page. When the son read it, the
following words were written in the diary:-

"Today my little son aged three was sitting with me on the sofa,
when a crow was sitting on the window. My Son asked me 23 times what it
was, and I replied to him all 23 times that it was a crow. I hugged him
lovingly each time he asked me the same question again and again for 23
times. I did not at all feel irritated I rather felt affection for my
innocent child".

While the little child asked him 23 times "What is this", the father
had felt no irritation in replying to the same question all 23 times and
when today the father asked his son the same question just 4 times, the
son felt irritated and annoyed.

Allah says:
“Thy Lord hath decreed, that ye worship none save Him, and (that ye
show) kindness to parents. If one of them or
both of them to attain old age with thee, say not "Fie" unto them nor
repulse them, but speak unto them a gracious word.
And lower unto them the wing of submission through mercy, and say: My
Lord! Have mercy on them both as they
did care for me when I was little”. (Surah Bani Isra’el (17); Ayah #
23~24)